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Un jour un' petit' châtelaine, enl'vée par des romanichels, Fut mis' dans un' chambre malsaine, Tout en haut d' la rue St-Michel ; La p'tit' au
sans faire exprès Maint'nant on s'parle de très très près Assis sur un p'tit banc en pierre On est tout seuls, on boit d'la bière Elle commence à rouler
Lisa Shake that ass Make it 10 on the Richter Ratchet p*ssy Like Juicy can't say no Way she chew me up I have no complaints tho We meetin' up For
Comment ça va? Comme un lundi J'sais pas c'que j'ai, j'peux pas travailler Un p'tit café? Allez, c'est parti Si c'est permis, c'est vendredi Tu
Dear, I thought I'd drop a line The weather's cool, the folks are fine I'm in bed each night at nine P.S. I love you Yesterday we had some rain
[Featuring Fiend, Mystikal] [Master P] Big Ed, Fiend, Mystikal. You all get in, get the motherfuckin money. And if anybody moves,
to be like P Cause every new gat I cop it begin wit a P Like, P-89 you niggas' P-92 shit You know how dudes "This Proof ain't for that bullshit"
sex but I'd rather get some bread I said I'd rather get some bread, I said I'd rather get some bread Ay, it's two hundred women in the V.I.P
Bitch, ich baller' dir drei Buchstaben in die Stirn R.I.P Gib das Mic her, check one, check two Alle Mann aus dem Weg die Goldkette blendet deine Sicht
F.U.C.K t.h.e world 突き出した真ん中の指の隣も立てて P.E.A.C.E t.h.e world 過去よりもこれから先を ずっと笑えるように ドラマの中の自分の英雄は 大人になった今の自分の年齢へ 色褪せないでいるのはきっと ブラウン管の暖かい魔法 F.U.C.K t.h.e
J-A-P-A-N Woah 命の限り 共に生きるは 大和魂 This is my life, life, life, life どう生きても my, my, my, life Yea 明日の為に oh Yea, I wanna be a, wanna be a better
You don't want! No! Îmi târăsc bocancii grei prin nisip și praf Amuzat, distrat ca Băsescu prin Iraq Cu ochii în patru p-un perete am desenat O pulă și
the punchline rapper My style more smooth No gimmicks no artificial flavor keep It 100 percent with me you miss me They say P fell off His high-horse landed
to hit long She ask about P They talk about me they ask about P What's up with Mobb, P? They know about me All my niggas up in Queens they ask about me
Hoodbaby I got somethin' expensive for the hood I been Deathrowin' niggas like Suge It's cutthroat, right in my blood Pleasure the P this
get the check at Godspeed The zaza inside of my ings when I beathe Young sexy ass nigga I'm keeping it P I'm too far gone inside of this function I
Havia no coração do leito P'ra ser amado, um sonho Meu, quanto perfeito E ele tinha um gosto p'lo despeito Rendido ao desabono de um corpo maleito
Mas não sei do que rirão Se é humano ser assim Que eu tento conquistar Lugar p'ra me entender Saber ficar, não amanhecer Com vazio p'ra dar um nome Um
Não queiras estar nem perto de onde eu vim Rés do chão a dar p'ra o Lado oposto ao do jardim Não vou vender nem um conto do que eu sei Tudo o que
p'tite mains C'est à qui le masque de Clown qui traîne dans l'bain Hé, es tu tombé par en arrière Oh, des enfants potelés Un vieux qui s'crosse d'un
ainda tenho o mesmo plano Aproveitei o dia, dormi sempre tarde Quando ficar cansado Essa luz (essa luz) Vai me guiar (vai me guiar) P'ra bem longe
on P-P-P-P-Pissing All over u Getting my P on G-G-G-G-Get outta my way While I get my G on U don't wanna impede While I get my Wall $treet on 'Cause that's something
'em to you I got hoes in the hangout who lovin' the kid I got P's in containers that come on the rig I got Glocks that is focused on binary triggers
(Alawais) I know you don't wanna see me go But I gotta sell these P's and hit the road Damn, I hate that I don't wanna see you cry But you
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